you can't know I have been waiting For someone just like you to show Let's do it slow Let's do it slow Let's do it slow Let's do it slow
voice up} Brooklyn, Bo King... yeah... {All my Russians come on} I gotta pull out the guitar on this one. [Vast Aire] I'm Vast Aire... I'm like Ali,
The soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind The vast majority of sheep A buttoned collar, starched and bleached Constricting veins, the blood flow to the brain slows
a long barrel, bustin' off strong ammo My light so vast, I cast twenty foot shadows First family, fifth cappo, micro to macro Load it in ya head, play it back slow
doubt, I knew I was dying As my spirit and body naturally And without effort began to separate An entirely new dimension of reality unfolded Like the slow
love the fallow way When winter draws the valley down And stills the rivers in their storm And freezes all the little brooks Time when our steps slow
on her hands So I asked this lovely creature Yes I asked, yes I asked Would she walk with me a while Through this night so vast? She took my hand,
all the time it's like, we friends and shit? which means we treat each other right you'll be there for me when you gonna be there for me Verse 1: [Vast
check one] My life's not right [check two] My life's not right [check three] Are you ready? [El-P] (you know this was supposed to be for my album though...?) [Vast
spun young earth, now shitty An' while 5 0 might shoot black head Nigga, sorry I sold space suit to crack heads D.T's operate mechanically, po' po' in slow
light my burden Endless is my sorrow The gateways so dark All these years of dying Gone are dreams of velvet voices I am you, we were one Vast are fields
Death will light my Burden Endless is my Sorrow Gateways so Dark All these years of Dying Gone are dreams of Velvet Voices I am you, we were one Vast
A dawn rose slow and quietly from a womb of meaning Suddenly a barren face of agony was brought to light And it sang a cry of mankind, heart-wrenching
a long time Scattering smiles Must I swallow my pride? There's a hole in the sky As distant and vast As our moral vacuum And growing as fast And if
to love the fallow way When winter draws the valley down And stills the rivers in the storm And freezes all the little brooks Time when our steps slow
da da da, da da da 2x Beaker 1-9-9-11-0-1 witness, maybe you don't get this (let's go) kill 'em all slow I was on a serious tree bender with my hands
dark's been lost We've got the blame and the cure in our thirsty veins We pine the deadly blow from a world that changed too fast grown too slow...